Surviving the storm

apete4010



Only during the storm I use to feel so much peace

The wind tearing into my hair and the cold breeze wickedly caressing my lips like a lovers promise

The waves crashing like the battles of everyday life .

I use to only function in the chaos , it was all I knew.

The only feelings of such highs and lows my heroin , my constant companions as the lows would definitely follow the highs.

Now the storm doesn’t scare me but I no longer love it .

You’ve made me love the calm of the sun in the morning the feel of the sand beneath my toes sinking but not drowning

You’re my calm

  • Author: apete4010 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 22nd, 2019 12:01
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • ANGELA & BRIAN

    THANKS ANGELINA : Love the video ; love the sound of rain : even on a tent ! Rain cleases & purifies : AMEN Love the Poem ! Being with BRIAN make me feel Cool & Calm : AMEN We are on our way to CHRISTCHURCH (NZ) to begin our holiday. Please check todays POEM ! Its 8am Tuesday here (NZ) !
    Blessings : JOY & PEACE
    Love in the SPIRIT : ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡

    • apete4010

      Thank you Angela



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